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After encircling the Corpse Witch King, the white-robed cardinal, the golden-cloaked warrior Garcia, and the Elder Cruyff remained motionless, looking for an opportunity to strike. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white robe on the white-robed cardinal's body was windless and automatic, and the hunt sounded. The silver light between his hands was magnificent, and a crescent arc-shaped blade was conjured, condensing a huge amount of energy, and from time to time a 'squeak' of snake lightning appeared. This time-space rift under full force makes people's scalps tingle at a glance.

Garcia, the golden-cloaked warrior, had a cold face, and the sharp starry sky sword was dazzling, and the whole person was ready to attack like a sharp sword. A blood mosquito accidentally flew by, and with a 'squeak', it was cut in half by the outgoing sword qi.

Unlike the white-robed Cardinal and Garcia, Elder Cruyff remained silent, shrouded in a cloud of black air. There were no energy fluctuations in his body, and even the sound of breathing was faint, and it seemed that there was no threat, but when he felt it carefully, he gave people a strong sense of danger.

The other party made a cautious move, and the Corpse Witch King did not dare to act rashly and remained motionless. The black qi turned into corpse poison was sheng, constantly rotating and flowing, and no one on either side dared to act rashly, so it was stalemate. However, as the team gets closer and closer, the situation becomes more and more unfavorable for the Corpse Witch King Rodriguez.

After a long time, after feeling that the team was getting closer and closer, Elder Cruyff suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the Corpse Witch King in the field, and said coldly: "Hand over the artifact, otherwise, today will be your death!"

"You are very strong, but if you don't hand over the artifact, you will definitely not be able to escape this time!" Garcia, the golden-cloaked warrior, had a cold face and stared at the Corpse Witch King who was shrouded in corpse poison.

The cardinal's main purpose this time is to rescue the sorceress Angel, but Elder Cruyff and Garcia are obsessed with the artifact that was captured by the Witch King, and the second is to destroy the demon Witch King. In this mission, they all suffered heavy losses, and if they didn't get anything, it would be a big loss.

Artifact?

Could it be that this little beauty still carries an artifact?

Looking at the motionless Elder Cruyff, and then at the attacking Garcia, the Corpse Witch King's heart moved. Most of the divine powers of the magicians are innate, but there are also some people who forcibly obtain the divine power through the light artifact. However, after turning through it for a while, except for the crystal necklace around her neck, she didn't find any special equipment on the female magician Angel.

Oh no, we can't let them go on like this!

Seeing that the Corpse Witch King looked through Angel's clothes in confusion, Yang Ling, who was hiding nearby, secretly screamed that it was not good. Summoning the Thousand-Faced Phantom Sable and ordering it to cast a group mirror spell, using the white-robed Cardinal, Garcia, and Elder Cruyff as its main body, each conjuring five phantom bodies, ready to command them to attack the Corpse Witch King in a frenzy.

Originally, he was ready to wait for both sides to lose before making a move, but now it seems that he has to act in advance. If the major forces learned that the Corpse Witch King did not take the artifact when he was in the dungeon, then it was very likely that everyone would suspect him.

One, two, three

Look at the phantoms that suddenly appeared, not to mention the Corpse Witch King, even the white-robed Cardinal, Garcia and Cruyff were also surprised. Thinking of the strange little demonic beast beside Yang Ling, he suddenly realized that Yang Ling was already lurking around.

"Fatal blow!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the Corpse Witch King's heart was shocked, Garcia finally attacked, and the whole person rushed straight to the Corpse Witch King like a cannonball. Under the majestic fighting spirit, a circle of dazzling light emanated from outside his body, blocking the erosion of the corpse poison of the Corpse Witch King, and the sharp starry sky sword pointed directly at his heart.

As soon as Garcia moved, the five illusions who had been transformed into his main body also followed, using exactly the same tricks. Although the individual combat effectiveness is not as good as Garcia himself, the power of five people working together is not trivial!

"Quack, good time!"

Seeing Garcia's ferocity, the Corpse Witch King had an idea, used the female magician in his arms as a shield, and immediately summoned a group of revenant knights and commanded them to attack. A rare magician was too important to the Holy See, and in the face of the encirclement of the major powers, he decided to take a gamble.

Sure enough, seeing Garcia's sharp sword aimed at Angel in the arms of the Corpse Witch King, the white-robed cardinal on the side slashed down a revenant knight with a 'whoop', and shouted: "Lord Garcia, the magician in the arms of the other party is the holy daughter of our Holy See, and I hope that my subordinates will be merciful!"

Saint?

Looking at Angel, the sorceress who couldn't move in the arms of the Witch King, and then looking at the nervous white-robed cardinal, Garcia and Elder Cruyff suddenly understood, and finally understood why the old fox of the white-robed cardinal finally suddenly broke out and stopped procrastinating to preserve his strength.

The Corpse Witch King was very terrifying in his heyday, but after being seriously injured by Yang Ling in the dungeon, his strength was not much stronger than that of ordinary saint ranks. If the major forces hadn't intrigued at that time and went all out, I'm afraid they would have cut each other with a thousand knives.

No one is willing to go all out, ready to preserve their strength and strive for the greatest benefit. As a result, it gave the Corpse Witch King an opportunity to miss the good time to besiege again and again.

"Hmph, Wind Walk!"

Looking at Angel, who couldn't move, but her consciousness remained awake and frightened, Garcia sighed helplessly. With a cold snort, he moved out sideways through the Wind Step, preparing to attack the Corpse Witch King's flank. Unexpectedly, the Corpse Witch King moved Angel, who was like a flesh shield, to block his sharp attack again.

In this way, the white-robed Cardinal, Garcia, and Cruyff held back from accidentally killing the immobile Saint Angel, but the Witch King was able to rely on Angel's shield. In the face of everyone's attack, he either directly commanded the undead army to block it, or directly sent Angel forward, forcing everyone to stop.

"Quack, Holy Maiden?" Again and again there was no danger of dodging everyone's combined attacks, looking at Angel who could not move in his arms, the Corpse Witch King laughed wildly, "To devour the blood and soul of a Holy Maiden, not to mention sealing for eight thousand years, even ten thousand years is worth it, Quack!"

After learning the identity of the sorceress Angel, the Corpse Witch King was even more excited, thousands of years ago, except for the divine dragon El Pacino, he did not suffer less from the Holy See. Being able to suck the blood and soul of a high-ranking saint, and torturing the purest and most noble saint in the Holy See, is more enjoyable than leading an army of the undead to kill the Holy City.

"Hehe, see how long you can be arrogant!"

Looking at the Corpse Witch King who laughed wildly, Yang Ling ordered the Thousand-Faced Phantom Mink to direct many phantom bodies to directly attack the female magician Angel. In order to join forces to kill the Witch King, Garcia and Elder Cruyff had to sell the white-robed cardinal for a face, but he didn't care.

On the battlefield, there are no eyes on the battlefield, and manslaughter is a normal thing. Even if the outrage is like thunder, the Holy See side may have nowhere to complain, but to knock out their teeth and swallow tears into their stomachs.

The only regret is that I am afraid that I will never be able to find a little white rabbit like Angel to experiment in the future, and take the opportunity to absorb the milky white divine power in her body. However, this is nothing compared to the reality of exposing the artifact in his hands.

After being injured by several phantom bodies to the sorceress Angel in her arms, she saw that they had no scruples, but it was the turn of the Corpse Witch King to shrink back. In case the little beauty is killed, then his scheming will be in vain, he would rather be stabbed himself, and he is reluctant to be seriously injured by many phantoms.

In this way, Angel, who could not move, became a burden to him. In the hurry, not only was the summoned Revenant Knight wiped out, but he himself was also hit hard one after another.

A large piece of flesh was cut off from his waist by the white-robed cardinal's space-time rift, his left shoulder was pierced by Garcia's starry sword, and his left leg was hit by Elder Cruyff's corrosive magic, leaving only Sensen's bones below the knee

Of course, under the counterattack of the Corpse Witch King, Garcia and the others are no better!

The white-robed cardinal not only had three ribs broken, but his right leg was also scratched by the sharp claws of the Corpse Witch King, and the terrifying corpse poison in his body; Garcia was hit by a soul attack, his head was dizzy, and his body was shaky and he couldn't find his direction for a long time; Elder Cruyff was seriously injured by several three-headed dogs of hell that suddenly appeared, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale!

After seriously injuring a few people and breaking out of the encirclement, the Corpse Witch King didn't dare to fight, and ran wildly with Angel in his arms!

The reinforcements of the major forces are getting closer and closer, and more importantly, the most threatening Yang Ling has not yet moved. After losing both with the white-robed cardinal and others, his strength has dropped greatly, and if he doesn't leave quickly, I'm afraid he will really die without a place to be buried!

"Hmph, look where you're going!"

After summoning the Black Dragon King and riding up, Yang Ling held the Blood Elf Dagger and chased after him closely. From time to time, he commanded the Black Dragon King to spew out a ball of flames or dragon breath, forcing the Corpse Witch King to grit his teeth and run wildly, and he didn't even have time to stop the bleeding from his wounds.

Kill people directly, or, try to see if you can domesticate this humanoid monster with blood?

Looking at the Corpse Witch King who was moving left and right on the ground, gritting his teeth and running wildly, Yang Ling's heart moved. There is no shortage of warriors and sophisticated weapons in the Warcraft Territory, but there are only a handful of true masters. The strength of the Corpse Witch King has not yet recovered, and the major forces have been terrified, if the strength is fully restored, then it will be necessary?

(To be continued)